Amelia Cobb retorted.
They had a huge argument, almost getting physical, yet Christopher Robinson felt that this matter was unimportant and could be treated as if it never happened?
She couldn't do that.
No matter the cause of this incident.
"Do you think you're not in the wrong?"
"Wrong about what?" Amelia stared unblinkingly at Christopher.
It was like hearing the biggest joke in the world.
"Meeting with Henry Wood?" Amelia asked again.
"The essence of the problem is that in your heart, Henry Wood is more important than me." Christopher looked intently at Amelia, speaking word by word. As he said this, his heart was bleeding.
Some people might not have done anything, but through daily interactions, they have gradually integrated into your blood and bones, becoming an indispensable part of your life.
Amelia was one such person.
Christopher believed he could control everything, but he couldn't control his heart as it slowly moved closer to Amelia.
